Day Ten: Auckland to Nadi, Fiji

toady was the big day that we would be leaving behind all of our adventures in new zealand and heading out to fiji for a few days. it was a sad day because we loved this city. we wanted to get on a flight at 1:30, so we packed up and headed into auckland to see the city before we went. we were told that today would be crazy because it was boxing day, which stands for "the day after christmas sale" day. and given how we know that goes down in the states (lines forming around 4am) we thought it would be a zoo of people everywhere. we drove through the down town and it was almost as deserted as it was last night. maybe because we are used to LA traffic, but in comparrison this place was a ghost town. we drove through and saw some of the big buildings, big santa, and needle before we hoped onto the freeway (in the wrong direction with no exits till the other side of the bridge) and ended up in this cute little park just outside the city. we stopped to have our own little photo shoot before going back to the airport.

nice latigra babe...

on the way back over the bridge...
Once at the airport, it turns out our flight had been delayed (no surprise!!) and would not be leaving until about half past midnight! between all the rude employees that we had to deal with, we were livid to find out this was how we would be spending our last day. had we known, we would have gone out to the beach outside auckland and enjoyed more of our time. we still had the car for another 3 hours, so we headed to a mall that we saw on the way in to kill sometime outside of the airport. This mall was so much busier than down town, we barely walked through the whole thing before calling it quits. as we were walking to our car though we passed this family standing next to their car. the lady had this frantic look on her face and i could see blood on the husband. we had brought our first aid kit just incase anything happened, so we grabbed that out of our car and headed over to see if we could help. two other people had come to help by then as well. one guy was calling the ambulance and another lady was trying to get information from this family that only spoke french. Turns out, the dad had cut off the tip of his pinky finger in the car door just as we were walking by. justin immediately went into emt mode and started to assess the guy, i ran into the mcdonalds and got a cup of ice to put the finger on. when i came back out, he was all bandaged up, the family was trying to remain calm and not understanding a single thing in english, and the ambulance was on its way. we stayed with them till everything was ok and they were all set to go get his finger stitched back on. we headed back to the airport, but this tme the wait didnt seem as bad. we just kept thinking how hard it would be to be in a differnt country and have to take a trip to the ER. we were truely watched over and blessed the whole vacation.

so long new zealand!!! until we meet again...